Из альбома: Volume 8: The Threat Is Real
(Anthrax)
Why do I explain myself
When everyone's an idiot but me
I think some people need, I think some people need
Killing for stupidity and I'll be born again
Kicking and screaming
And dragged back into a life
Kicking and screaming
And dragged back into a life
Like ten pounds in a nine pound bag
Still I come back to give you something
That you never had
Idiot rules, I never fight I only win
Idiot rules, idiot rules
Idiot rules, and I didn't make 'em
Idiot rules, I never bend i only break them
Finish my smoke, down my drink, wipe my mouth
And I just walk away
I think some people need, I think some people need
Killing for stupidity and I'll be born again
Kicking and screaming
And dragged back into a life
Kicking and screaming
And dragged back into a life
Like ten pounds in a nine pound bag
Still I come back to give you something
That you never had
Idiot rules, I never fight I only win
Idiot rules, idiot rules
Idiot rules, and I didn't make 'em
Idiot rules, I never bend i only...break them!!
What's the chance of finding something
real and make it last
For that I'd carry all my bags and leave
them in the past
Because I spend my life fixing mistakes
that left me scarred
And when I stand and meet my maker
I'll be born again hard
Why do I explain myself
When everyone's an idiot but me
I think some people need, I think some people need
Killing for stupidity and I'll be born again
Idiot rules, I never fight I only win
Idiot rules, idiot rules
Idiot rules, and I didn't make 'em
Idiot rules, idiots rules
Idiot rules, I never fight I only win
Idiot rules, idiots rules
Idiot rules, don't judge me by my sins
Idiot rules, I never fight I only break them